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In The Midst Of My Reign (COTS)
I heard in the wind whispers to the Heaven to blame society mishaps on the skies
The book of The Emerald Tablets advises the intellect, it is the hidden forces of the elite that tells the mind media lies
Occurrences in the world are never by coincidence, but by strategic designs
War over land occupied by false inhabitants
Stolen land and millions of citizens now living underground around the world, others living in makeshift tents
Civil unrest, no one on their knees to repent
Who is to blame when the world burns, in the air, the stench of death the nostrils sadly inhale
Vined lines of clouds made by Grand Rising chem trails
Cancer, you better read the fine print on your food
Poisoning the masses with the sweeten taste of dreams, altering the mood
This is not the offering of our Creator we have been given dopamine of thy free will
The Sun, Moon, Water, Stars, the Fertile Soul are the gifts, unto self, it is our universal seal
Man made the spear, the knife, the gun, then excused his decadence with the commandment thy shall not kill
The left side of a man’s brain is his masculine traits
Reasoning, being objective, his decision making skills hold in his palm the world’s fate
Each one with a code at his fingertip that can rain a mushroom cloud meant to annihilate
NATO and the United Nations council never promotes peace at any rate
Secret societies that’s where the veracity truly lies
Sleeping giants spewing propaganda, wanting you to deny your own eyes
Selling the black genes poison in his or her own community
Digesting erosion to the mind of the white laws of nature no more superiority than the next person of any degree
Mark of life celebrated by green cards, infants crying behind a bard wired fence
There are humans who still extend that beautiful hand
Souls of hearts bowing to humanities in tribulations unplanned
As sorrow blows its wraith across your great lands
If mortals drop to their knees and pray for others and forget themselves
Discouraging to the sacred temple wishing for donated organs when the expiration of death will be ultimately felt
Renewed life to give back their importance values more than wealth
As your scroll has been written to convince the mind man is made in God’s image, then why thy brothers’ keeper still swings from the trees
Feet not touching the ground to give his presence to society still decaying in the sweltering breeze
The first cry parents hear when entering this life
No ships, no noose, no concentration camps, no invasion of reservations, light greet you, no strife
A woman’s womb become the mistress of her own earthly plight
We as humans are enslavement to awaken by day, time operated by manmade time, and still no rest to the bones when the mind slumbers at night
Thirty-day cycle to lessen the brain waves just to be
You pay for water, land, natural minerals to succeed
These elements were given to us tax free
In today’s hazardous time
Have joy, find harmony, and make love with the core of the mind
The race to survive are not calculated by skin tones
It is the King or Queen who give love, purpose, and bring prosperity and serenity to his or her home
Raise his or her generation to greatness to sing the inherited earthly’ s songs
Strive to always atone
I look down upon your hands filled with blood and massacre
Chemical agents you inhale, exhale, distress to your diaphragm with polluted air
No conscious to adhere
Black robes were never foretold
The Elite mouths sentencing mortals to death, that is the sin of any higher degree to scold
The Heavenly Creator giveth breath and taketh life
If sin did not commence the mind
Banged Gavels, prison cages would not be the beginning of a heart’s strife
To trap the souls of a human's life
#ChildrenOfTheSun
The book of The Emerald Tablets advises the intellect, it is the hidden forces of the elite that tells the mind media lies
Occurrences in the world are never by coincidence, but by strategic designs
War over land occupied by false inhabitants
Stolen land and millions of citizens now living underground around the world, others living in makeshift tents
Civil unrest, no one on their knees to repent
Who is to blame when the world burns, in the air, the stench of death the nostrils sadly inhale
Vined lines of clouds made by Grand Rising chem trails
Cancer, you better read the fine print on your food
Poisoning the masses with the sweeten taste of dreams, altering the mood
This is not the offering of our Creator we have been given dopamine of thy free will
The Sun, Moon, Water, Stars, the Fertile Soul are the gifts, unto self, it is our universal seal
Man made the spear, the knife, the gun, then excused his decadence with the commandment thy shall not kill
The left side of a man’s brain is his masculine traits
Reasoning, being objective, his decision making skills hold in his palm the world’s fate
Each one with a code at his fingertip that can rain a mushroom cloud meant to annihilate
NATO and the United Nations council never promotes peace at any rate
Secret societies that’s where the veracity truly lies
Sleeping giants spewing propaganda, wanting you to deny your own eyes
Selling the black genes poison in his or her own community
Digesting erosion to the mind of the white laws of nature no more superiority than the next person of any degree
Mark of life celebrated by green cards, infants crying behind a bard wired fence
There are humans who still extend that beautiful hand
Souls of hearts bowing to humanities in tribulations unplanned
As sorrow blows its wraith across your great lands
If mortals drop to their knees and pray for others and forget themselves
Discouraging to the sacred temple wishing for donated organs when the expiration of death will be ultimately felt
Renewed life to give back their importance values more than wealth
As your scroll has been written to convince the mind man is made in God’s image, then why thy brothers’ keeper still swings from the trees
Feet not touching the ground to give his presence to society still decaying in the sweltering breeze
The first cry parents hear when entering this life
No ships, no noose, no concentration camps, no invasion of reservations, light greet you, no strife
A woman’s womb become the mistress of her own earthly plight
We as humans are enslavement to awaken by day, time operated by manmade time, and still no rest to the bones when the mind slumbers at night
Thirty-day cycle to lessen the brain waves just to be
You pay for water, land, natural minerals to succeed
These elements were given to us tax free
In today’s hazardous time
Have joy, find harmony, and make love with the core of the mind
The race to survive are not calculated by skin tones
It is the King or Queen who give love, purpose, and bring prosperity and serenity to his or her home
Raise his or her generation to greatness to sing the inherited earthly’ s songs
Strive to always atone
I look down upon your hands filled with blood and massacre
Chemical agents you inhale, exhale, distress to your diaphragm with polluted air
No conscious to adhere
Black robes were never foretold
The Elite mouths sentencing mortals to death, that is the sin of any higher degree to scold
The Heavenly Creator giveth breath and taketh life
If sin did not commence the mind
Banged Gavels, prison cages would not be the beginning of a heart’s strife
To trap the souls of a human's life
#ChildrenOfTheSun
Published 26th Jul 2024
Author's Note
Don't forget to love yourself.
Soren Kierkegaard
Soren Kierkegaard
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26th Jul 2024 6:29pm
one awesome spill my friend in the first stanza no turer words spoken in this
I heard in the wind whispers to the Heaven to blame society mishaps on the skies
The book of The Emerald Tablets advises the intellect, it is the hidden forces of the elite that tells the mind media lies
Occurrences in the world are never by coincidence, but by strategic designs
War over land occupied by false inhabitants
Stolen land and millions of citizens now living underground around the world, others living in makeshift tents
Civil unrest, no one on their knees to repent
Who is to blame when the world burns, in the air, the stench of death the nostrils sadly inhale
I heard in the wind whispers to the Heaven to blame society mishaps on the skies
The book of The Emerald Tablets advises the intellect, it is the hidden forces of the elite that tells the mind media lies
Occurrences in the world are never by coincidence, but by strategic designs
War over land occupied by false inhabitants
Stolen land and millions of citizens now living underground around the world, others living in makeshift tents
Civil unrest, no one on their knees to repent
Who is to blame when the world burns, in the air, the stench of death the nostrils sadly inhale
26th Jul 2024 8:53pm
Ahh... those are some powerful stanzas my dear friend and I appreciate you in regard to this incantation resonating with you to gift me with a summarize on my scared canvas, much admiration to you.
In as much, please enjoy the remainder of your day as I wish you a restful and serene evening and may that sentiment carry you throughout your weekend.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
In as much, please enjoy the remainder of your day as I wish you a restful and serene evening and may that sentiment carry you throughout your weekend.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
27th Jul 2024 00:57am
29th Jul 2024 7:37pm
Yes, we do, my handsome poet and I am thankful you recognize that in general and I truly hope you are well and loved by the softness of someone's tender heart, in addition, thank you for the support, you rock.
I am wishing you a great Monday and a wonderful Tuesday following,
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
I am wishing you a great Monday and a wonderful Tuesday following,
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
30th Jul 2024 00:29am
30th Jul 2024 9:06pm
